Wang Yizheng looked at Fu Luo calmly and asked calmly: "If you burn the house, where will your mother live? She will only have this little property left in her life. Are you planning to leave a pile of ruins for her?"

Fu Luo was stunned.

"Don't be angry, you are a good kid, we all know." Wang Yizheng activated the access and exit unlocking permission for Fu Xiaoxin and stood up, "Yacheng accompanied your sister, just play with your aunt. Today is so messy and the school has been closed. We are all busy and have no skills recently, so we left first, and see you tonight."

After hearing this, Wang Yacheng was in a state of discomfort. He seemed to suddenly point a mute hole and froze on the sofa in a daze. As his father finished speaking, he hurriedly left.

"Wait..." Wang Ergou let out a dying struggle.

"Be obedient and don't cause trouble." Wang Yizheng's voice came from the door, and Wang Ergou was sentenced to death with the words of the wind and snow.

As the chief engineer, Fu Xiaoxin could not be very idle in this situation. She roared at Fu Luo all morning, and her voice became hoarse. Looking at Fu Luo's uncompromising appearance, she suddenly felt extremely tired physically and mentally, and opened her mouth, unable to even say a word.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Xiaoxin took off her experimental robe and checked outside without saying a word whether the safety lock was ready. Then she stared at the home that had become a prison in the yard and was stunned. Finally, she sighed and left with an ugly face.

Only Fu Luo and Wang Yacheng were left in the house.

Wang Yacheng was like a little rat locked up with a cat. He swallowed with difficulty, carefully rubbed the cold sweat from his palms with his pants, and secretly glanced at Fu Luo nervously, while desperately trying to act like he pretended not to care.

Don't come over, don't come over, don't come over...

Don't cause trouble for me, don't cause trouble for me, don't cause trouble for me...

A shadow enveloped him.

Wang Yacheng: "Ah!"

He curled up into a ball, stretched out his arms and hugged his head, like a big girl who swears to defend his chastity to the death. He closed his eyes, fearing that Fu Luo's fist would be smashed in the next second.

But after a while, Fu Luo had no movement, Wang Yacheng then carefully glanced at her.

His sister stood in front of him and was looking down at him condescendingly.

"What are you hiding? I didn't want to beat you up." Fu Luo said.

Wang Yacheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Luo said again: "What's the point of beating you? There is no sense of accomplishment at all."

Wang Yacheng didn't know if he should thank the Lord for his kindness.

Fu Luo glanced at him lightly and said, "You can go to the computer."

Wang Yacheng: "..."

This barbaric woman's poor language system must have only developed this sentence.

Fu Luo returned to his room, took out the home gadget box, walked to the window on the first floor, and began to study the structure of the safety system.

I must go out.

She thought firmly.

While watching Wang Yacheng, Fu Luo made an inhumane tossing the house.

She connected the hacking software in her personal computer and tried to crack the security system, but failed.

As for technology, the little bit of evil and crooked fur she learned from her friends at school was basically a thing to fool children in front of two high-end technical engineers in our army.

He was unable to do anything but his ability was broken. Fu Luo threw the computer aside and began to use violence.

Unfortunately, Fu Xiaoxin will not store weapons of mass destruction at home, and Fu Luo also underestimated the solidity of the high-end residential safety system, and this attempt failed again.

However, she had no intention of giving up. Fu Luo kicked the housework robot in the kitchen, violently removed the robot's limbs and wheels, and then dismembered it. He picked out a row of cooking knives from the robot's belly, and took out all from the kitchen knife for cutting vegetables, chopping bones machete to tearing tendons.

She was like a kitchenware dealer and used multiple weapons to go straight to the attic, grabbed the window, and quickly turned to the roof, supported the beam, and then tried to pry the vent on the roof with the tip of a knife.

After years of dust fell, Fu Luo was covered in dust. At this time, she heard Wang Ergou's faint voice coming from behind: "I heard that the grassroots artillery of the attack ship is also called cannon fodder."

Fu Luo paused and then continued to "crunch".

Wang Ergou, a little bitch, jumped around in front of her until now, and she had not been stomped down yet. She had already tolerated it for Wang Yizheng's sake.

Fu Luo did not intend to hide his disgust for this younger brother - anyway, Wang Ergou's biggest skill point is that it is annoying. His skill is so powerful that he swept through thousands of troops, and he is very disappointing. There are basically few normal people who don't hate him when they see him.

"You will be finished if a missile comes." Wang Yacheng kept chatting.

A small blue vein broke out from the back of Fu Luo's hand holding the weapon.

Wang Yacheng: "I heard that those cannon fodders carry a drift bottle with them before each departure, which is specially used for suicide notes."

Fu Luo took a deep breath and thought silently: "Let's just barking."

Wang Ergou quarreled and whispered, with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, and a lonely and thin feet. Can he not escape a super-psychotic Chihuahua?

"But it's useless to leave a suicide note," Wang Ergou barked quite to entertain himself. "Anyway, you don't have a legacy. You said you live a really exciting life, and you're not ugly, but you're still poor."

Wang Ergou smashed his words and realized that he had found another new direction and could launch a personal attack on Fu Luo from multiple angles: "I know why you have to go to heaven, because you are ugly than other women. Look at you, such a big piece, you can hollow you out and fill them in loosely. Only the army, like a ghost place, requires everyone to keep a rustic hairstyle and wear a kind of sad clothes. Everyone looks ugly and doesn't look abrupt."

"The dog bites you, are you going to bite you back?" Fu Luo tried hard to convince herself, and while he lifted his elbows sharply, the metal vent cover that was originally glued together made a "buzz" sound, and she peeled it off.

The tip of the knife is rolled up.

Wang Yacheng shivered by the sound of the noise, stared at the sacrificed knife in a daze for a long time, and murmured: "Madman, barbarian."

But Fu Luo frowned fiercely, and there was also a layer of safety lock on the vent, and Wang Yi didn't leave her a centimeter of loopholes to take advantage of.

Do you really want to burn a house?

"It's useless." Wang Yacheng said.

Fu Luo sat on the beam of the house and quietly thought about the next countermeasures.

Wang Yacheng paused and asked again: "Is it that good for space, it's dark and winter?"

Fu Luo thought to himself: "You know nothing."

But even though no one else was present, she still felt that it was quite embarrassing to compete with Wang Ergou, the Xingzi, so she continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Dad said that if only a small missile head of 60 tons is affected within 50 kilometers, even the largest warship will be shattered into pieces." Wang Yacheng did his best to scare Fu Luo with his barren knowledge reserves, "Fifty kilometers, one hundred miles can all go from here to the suburbs."

"Dad also said that the people on the warship will vaporize directly in a piece of radiation, not even a corpse." Wang Yacheng added his imagination without common sense and said gloomyly, "Just like the dry ice on the outside of the ice cream cake, your bones, meat, heart, and liver will all turn into gas, I don't know who sucked it into my stomach... Ouch, what does that smell?"

"Dad said..."

"Didn't Dad tell you to stop messing with me?" Fu Luo finally interrupted him.

Wang Yacheng leaned against the door and looked at her, and suddenly raised his head and smiled strangely: "If you are willing to beg me, I can help you open this."

Fu Luo sneered.

Wang Ergou grew up with a single-parent family and caught up with Wang Yizheng's father. His life is not much better than left-behind children. After a long time, his personality is very distorted - as long as there is a living creature in front of him, no matter whether it is a human or a dog, he must compete for the other party's attention.

When Fu Luo ignored him, Wang Yacheng couldn't help but take care of his old debts.

"Your security system depends on fingerprints and iris. You are lucky, they didn't put the password."

Fu Luo's heart moved. She vaguely knew the wits and courage between the naughty children and their parents, such as "universal computer key", "sneaking game tools - three-second cooling and cooling helper", "parent coordinate identifier", etc., but she had never done this before, but Wang Yacheng...

"Can you fake fingerprints and iris?"

Wang Yacheng smiled sinisterly, touched seven or eight pockets of his body one by one, and after a while, he took out a pair of gloves and a pair of contact lenses.

"Specially customized, Wang Yizheng's fingerprint gloves and iris information camouflage glasses." Wang Yacheng threw the thing over and said, "Take it."

Fu Luo quickly picked up his hand and was a little unbelievable: "You? Why do you want to help me?"

"Because I want to see you die." Wang Yacheng said.

The boy's overly feminine face suddenly disappeared. His pretty eyebrows and eyes were filled with a terrifying sinisterness, and his almost innocent and childish cruelty. Under Fu Luo's astonished gaze, he repeated again calmly: "What, don't you know? I want to die every day. Now you are going to seek death by yourself, of course I want to help you."

He was not joking, nor did he deliberately anger her, he was serious.

Fu Luo was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it felt like.

Of course, she didn't like Wang Yacheng, a little pervert, and her attitude was a little cold, but she thought she was good to Wang Yacheng. Most of the time, he was running around and provoking her. She had never done anything to hurt him.

Why does Wang Yacheng... hate her so much?

"Is it because I send you to play with the computer every time?" Fu Luo asked.
Chapter completed!